When we went to the SPCA to look for a cat, four and a half years ago, our one rule was that it had to be a shorthair because we were students and didn’t have the time or energy to vacuum up cat hair.

We came home with Tia. And then we shelled out to bring her to the USA with us. She's just that cute. (After observing her around other cats we worked out this was because she had probably terrorised every other cat at the SPCA into huddling in corners while she monopolised the humans, but that wasn’t obvious at the time.)

oh look at all the gorgeous kittehs. this is our rescue cat... he was in the infirmary with cat flu when I peeked in a window and he stood up and rowled as if he owned us. Looks like part Russian Blue and part mog, Neo, aka the chosen one.